Never Ending Game

by BabiiGirl   Oct 12, 2008


My life is hard, it is full of fighting, anger, and hate
these days every things just second rate
these days every things happening so late
and now she cant even get a date
it is getting harder nd harder everyday, every moment
their hearts are getting colder nd colder every night
she told her over nd over to stop the fight
she didn't want to see the light
she kept on hiding in the darkness of the night
every time she tried to come out she was filled with fright
in the morning she started another fight
even in the light of dawn
darkness still surrounds this little fawn
in spite of this, she still remains strong
the days go by, the nights get long
she wonders why every things so wrong
she wants a way out
she just wants to get out
all she can do is pout
ts killing her on the inside
after all that pain she makes a pain oh her own
her life is like a never ending game

- made by my friend. :) RATE PLEASE:)

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